From whence does this union arise,
That hatred is conquered by love?
It fastens our souls with such ties,
That distance and time can’t remove.

It cannot in Eden be found,
Nor yet be in Paradise lost,
It grows on Immanuel’s ground,
And Jesus dear blood it did cost.

My friends once so dear unto me,
Our souls so united in love:
Where Jesus is gone we shall be,
In yonder blest mansions above.

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